seems too sad for me to bear.
The melancholy that plays on incessantly,
running on and on and on.
Sitting by the waters,
a rivulet stretching across the land.
An elegy written in interminable verses,
Never ending, and never ending still.
One day, I'll wake up,
to find myself in a world of no boundaries.
Edify me of the meaning,
of infinity, a number without limits.
Today, I draw the sign of infinity,
on a piece of paper.
Staring at this emblematic symbol,
the drab misery rushing through my heart,
like a torrent still.
"Let there be place,
a place where limits are absent,
and boundaries are nothing but dust.
In this infinite expanse, release your water of sadness.
Let it spread out and inundate this place.
If its not enough, keep adding.
Pour out everything you have,
like a ferine beast chafing against the constrains of nature."
At one point you may stop,
"What is of this land?
Only of this limitless expanse,
can it ever conquer my sadness."
Infinity is not far from us, my friend.
It's in the topic sentence of this elegy.
Today, and in this very moment, I begin my musing.
Somewhere, far beyond my reach of perception and imagination.
Settled a hallow on earth.
Let this be the closest place to heaven that anyone ever conceived of.
A paragon of beauty.
A pride of ebullience.
More are to come,
From this land, so rimless in such a bounded world.
Where, oh where,
Can I find this place?
I sailed through the seas and oceans.
Hovered over the lands.
Auspicious and optimistic at first,
Before that adulterated and desiccated scenes.
Plain melancholy projected on my head.
My eyes scintillating.
The beams reflected towards the corners of this world.
Then I flew, flew, and flew.
Nothing was left in a form of consciouness.
It seemed to me.
A lucid fact.
Turn somber my face and skin.
Turn callous my body and mind.
Relish the time.
Voracious is my soul.
The only paradise is in my heart.
We are running to fast.
Hey, as we called. Stop, you're running too fast.
And yet its too fast for us to decelerate.
It is a calculation not including velocity.
Not including displacement.
Not including time.
There's no v=u+at.
Death is waiting at the other side of the road.
Perhaps we are a car moving in constant velocity,
and that we accelerate whenever we favor,
Yet, life is no arbitrary and free.
Soon, as we went out of control.
The scene of an obstacle, a truck old man, little girl or what ever it was.
Came into mind.
The 0.2s of reaction time does not helps.
Panic and palpitating.
Stamping on the brake.
Endeavor to shorten the braking distance,
Abruptly the laws of physics came into mind.
Then the laws of life.
Soon realizing that all the four physics equation are defying you.
The stopping distance in too large.
"And the light leaves your eyes."
As you put a line to a reckless, trivial and mundane journey.